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Chapter 9

I stood there blankly staring at her for what seemed like an eternity but had really only been a few seconds. What was I supposed to tell her. The truth crossed my mind but I didn't know if she could handle it, so I tried to change the subject.

"What are you doing up?" I asked her, "You should be in bed."

Her expression didn't change as she told me that my mother had gone in to check on me and she had to pretend that she was me since I was no where to be found.

"Look," I told her trying to explain myself, "You have to understand, I'm still hurting from my break-up with Chet and well, Two-", I stopped myself, "Keith was just trying to help."

"Trying to help?" She almost screamed, "How by seriously endangering your social life?"

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I mean I expected that she'd be concerned but I didn't think it would be solely about my social life.

"Could you quiet down Shell," I asked pushing her up the stairs, motioning that I wanted to talk in my room rather than right in the middle of my house where people could hear, "Now listen," I told her once we got to my room, "It's different with him. Not at all what it was like with Chet. He makes me feel, well, special."

I could see be her face that she wasn't impressed. But then she let out a small sigh and it seemed as though she understood.

"I understand," she said, "Well not really since I've never gone off in the middle of the night to be with some greaser but I can imagine how you must feel. Which is why I'm going to let this go on."

I let out a bit of a laugh when she said this but quickly straightened up saying, "What do you mean? How can it?"

"Well, just as long as no one knows." She said, "I mean can you imagine what would happen if Stacy or Cherry found out? You'd be kicked right off the cheerleading team and hit rock bottom."

"Now Shell, you know that wouldn't be fair to anyone." I told her. Now the denial was kicking in, "Hell, I don't even like him that much."

I made a decision right there and then that I wasn't about to ruin my social life for some boy. I mean it probably wouldn't even last. It didn't with Chet and it most likely wouldn't with Keith.

"So is that it?" She asked me, "We never have to see or talk to that boy again?"

"Well it's not like we'll never see him again," I said still smirking with that fact that Shell had said we, "Things'll just go back to normal."

Shell and I talked for a bit more but finally decided to call it a night.

I had successfully avoided Two-bit for a few days but I didn't know how long it would last. I mean could I really just forget how he had stood up for me time and time again? Just forget how he made me feel. I guess I had to.

"So I'll see you at practice then right Kristy?" I told the Summerlott girl as I walked down the hall Monday morning.

"I'll be there Kit." She said before scurrying off to class. She really was a nice girl.

I walked down the hall to my locker and to my unfortunate surprise found Two-Bit leaning on it. I looked around to see if Stacy or anyone would see and since no one seemed to be in sight I quickly rushed over to him.

"What are you doing here?" I asked and before he could answer I gave him a satisfactory one, "Oh, waiting for Cathy, right?"

"Whoa Kit," he said looking a bit hurt but trying not to show it, "What are you talking about. I was waiting for you."

"Now that's silly Keith," I told him, "What if people see you. They'll start to think."

"So let 'em." He said gently grabbing my waist and lightly pushing me up against the locker. Just as he did I could see Shell and Stacey turn the corner. Shell saw me first and a look of fear came over her. I did the only thing I could. I placed my hands on Two-Bit's chest and pushed him hard. So hard that he almost fell over.

"Get the hell away from me greaser trash." I yelled loud enough so everyone in the hall, including Shell and Stacey, could hear. "Don't ever try to touch me again."

Stacey ran up beside me glaring at the hood shaking her head.

"I see," she said, even though Two-Bit's eyes never left me, "You were too dirty for all the other tramp greasers so you had to force yourself on one of ours did you. Pitiful."

I looked at him with compassion in my eyes but I knew it didn't matter. What I had done to him was unforgivable. Then he smirked at me shaking his head lightly.

"I should've know super-soc," he said, "You're just like the rest of them."

Then he turned and walked down the hall, disappearing into the crowd of people.

"The nerve of that guy," Stacey said, "I mean honestly some people just know know where they stand."

I stared in the direction he'd walked off to not even acknowledging Stacey comment waiting for him to run through the crowd, lift me up into his arms and here the cheering of everyone in the hall since they all knew it was right. But the sound of the bell rang and I had new things to worry about. Science class for starters.

I took my seat and my leg instantly started shaking nervously. How could I face Mr. Davis? I knew that the next hour would be complete hell. He wasn't in yet since it was still early and while most of the kids in my class were goofing off, I just sat there quietly. I heard the door open and looked up. It was Principal Snyder rather than Mr. Davis.

"Class," he said, "I'm sorry to inform you but Mr. Davis had to leave us after a few reported incidents and you'll be getting a replacement teacher for this class. Until then I'll be teaching. Now open your books to page."

A replacement teacher? Reported incidents? I guess that old bastard got what he deserved but who else could it have happened too?

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